Qingyu sneered, "Evil cultivators won't be so reasonable. They only start beating you after you yell."

Qingyun: "Yes, we are doing this to train you."

Chu Jiaojiao: "Nonsense, you are clearly taking revenge on me for telling the truth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy became more fierce. Chu Jiaojiao was so angry that she cursed while breaking the formation.

They were scolded for having "no martial ethics", which made Qingyu and the others' eyelids twitch.

How could my junior brother raise such a disciple? He is even more cunning than him.

The junior brother who was considered to have a weird temper by everyone back then was not as good at scolding as she was.

She doesn't just need training, she clearly needs a beating!

Qingyu gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up and stop screaming. People from the Xuanmen sect don't cry out in pain even when they're injured."

Chu Jiaojiao was unconvinced and said, "I'm a human being, what's wrong with me crying out in pain? Not only will I cry out in pain, I'll also go to my master to complain!"

Qingyu: "He asked us to train you."

Chu Jiaojiao: "So what? It won't stop me from filing a complaint."

Qingyu was furious. This girl must be his nemesis!

In an inconspicuous corner, Qingfeng stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at their aggrieved faces. Suddenly, his expression relaxed and a smile appeared in his eyes.

As his senior brother, who has been with him for so many years, it is surprising that his young apprentice, who has only been with him for a few years, does not understand him as well.

Jiaojiao is indeed his good disciple, so today she is helping him vent his anger.

He left satisfied.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a figure flash into the crowd. He narrowed his eyes and continued walking forward calmly.

After a few seconds, his figure suddenly appeared where he was just now, and walked in one direction...